Date: Mon, 4 Aug 2003 15:27:03 -0700 (PDT)
From: Harry Rod
Subject: And then I met Jeff - Part 7
Sunday -
I woke early Sunday morning having to pee something fierce. Jeff woke as I
moved around looking for something to put on so I could get to the
bathroom. "What's the rush," he asked rubbing sleep from his eye.
"I have got to piss, like the proverbial race horse." Still rummaging
through the clothes strewn all over the place.
"You feeling limber this morning," Jeff asked pulling the covers off of
him.
"Yeah, why," I said.
"Well, come back over here and let see if we can get rid of the urgent need
to piss. Here lay down on the bed, right here. That's it," he said,
getting up off the bed as I lay down with my head up by the headboard of
the bed. "Now, swing those legs up and back. Just like you were opening
your ass for me to fuck you," he said and smiled. "Now see if you can get
your feet on the headboard. Yeah that's it. Now look up. What do you
see?"
"I see my piss hard on staring me in the face!" I said, frustrated because
the position was making have to go even more.
"Yep, that's right, now open up that mouth and fill it up! You are almost
able to lick the end of your cock right now. So let it rip! Get rid of
that piss!"
I saw what he meant; my tongue could just about reach the end of my cock.
I wanted to taste my own cock. I could just get my tongue on it when I
worked my legs down some more on the headboard. It was pointed straight at
my mouth. I fought to relax and finally could piss through my almost
completely hard cock. It was flooding my mouth. I had to swallow and
swallow to keep up with the flow. Jeff had the camera out and was taking
pictures of me drinking piss from my own cock! I would have said something
to him, but I couldn't talk with a mouth full of piss. Finally, the flow
slowed down and then stopped. I started to move my legs then.
"No, here try this," He handed me a very life-life looking cock; I could
see he had spread some of his lube on it. "Slide this in," he insisted,
bringing the head of the thing up to my hole. "Relax," he coaxed and
finally was able to slip the head it. I grabbed it from him them and let
it stay there for a moment, until I was used to it. It had hurt like hell
going in. But then it got to be okay, so I pushed it in farther. It hit
my prostate and that was it. I wanted it in me and I wanted to pump it.
My cock was hard again, as I worked on fucking my own ass with the thing.
Jeff was taking pictures of me as I licked the end of my cock and fucked
myself with the dildo.
"That's it, now don't come yet. We have a long day ahead of us. Now come
over here, I need to piss too. Kneel down here and take my cock and tell
me what you want," he instructed.
I unwound myself, removed the dildo and went to kneel on the floor at his
feet. "Please piss on me. Please let me drink your piss," I said, not
believing the words were coming out of my mouth. I had done so much in the
last couple of days. I really did want his piss and wanted it bad. I
wanted his cock, his cum, his piss, anything he wanted to give me.
"Please feed me your hot piss. I want to drink it," I begged.
He started up a stream then, filling my open mouth. He took more pictures
of me as I drank the piss flowing from his cock. He pissed a gallon down
my throat and finally finished, shaking the last couple of drops onto my
waiting tongue.
"You are getting well trained," he said as he sat the camera down and came
over and helped me to stand. "We are going to set up some signals for
today, okay?"
"Why," I asked?
"You have told me that you will do whatever I say, no matter what, right?"
"Yes, I did."
"Then this will just make it easier for you to do what I want. So if I
hold up one finger, it will mean take your dick out. Two fingers will be
your signal to take a leak. Three fingers and you are to strip. Four
fingers mean you stick a finger up your own ass and finger fuck yourself.
And five fingers will mean you are to jack off. Got that?"
"Yes," I said.
"Say, yes, Sir. Don't forget that. Now tell me what the signals are
again?"
"Yes, Sir. One finger means to show you my cock. Two fingers means to
pee. I strip on 3 fingers. Four fingers mean a finger up the ass and five
fingers I jack off." I was picturing in my mind the fun we would have in
the truck driving around today as he gave me finger instructions.
"Okay, now put on this pair of briefs, a pair of jeans, t-shirt, socks and
tennis shoes. Let's go get some breakfast."
We went down to dining hall for breakfast. I was suddenly noticing all the
guys. Checking them out, wonder what they hid behind those shorts or
jeans. Looking at guy's asses and wondering what it would be like to fuck
them. I was checking out the guys with athletic builds. I was still
amazed at how my life had changed since meeting Jeff. I totally wanted
guys and I wanted to do all kinds of wild things with them. Most of which
I had never even thought about or thought possible a week ago.
We got our breakfast and headed over to a table full of people. All the
talk was about some TV show that there were all into. Jeff and I didn't
add much to the conversation as we ate our breakfast. I was just finishing
up, when Jeff looked at me a raised on finger. I blushed and shook my
head. He leaned over and whispered in my ear, "Just take your cock out of
you pants under the table, no one will know what you are doing. And do it
now."
I put my hands in my lap and tried not to look at anyone at the table as I
unzipped and tried to free my cock from the briefs and jeans. I had it
just about free when Jeff said kind of loudly, "So Bill, what do you think
about the show?" All eyes turned towards me, as I sat there with my dick
in my hand.
I blushed and stammered, "I, ah, haven't seen it recently." No one could
see my cock, but I certainly knew it was out. Everyone looked kind of
puzzled and then went back to their discussion. My dick was swelling in my
hand.
Jeff leaned over again, "Okay, put it away and let's go." I struggled to
get it back into my briefs, through the zipper and get zipped before Jeff
left me sitting there all alone.
Once outside, I said, "What was that all about?"
"You told me you would do whatever I said, no matter what. Didn't you?"
"I didn't think you meant ..." I started to say.
He interrupted, "Didn't you?" His voice was rising.
"Yes," I said bowing my head.
Yes, what?" he said looking me in the eye.
"Yes, sir," I said.
"That's better. Now don't forget next time and no hesitation. Got it?"
"Yes, sir."
"Good" and he held up 2 fingers.
I looked around for a place to pee. I started to head for the trees.
"Don't go anyplace. Right here." We were on the commons between the 4
main buildings.
"Jeff, I can't just whip my cock out here and piss," I pleaded.
"No one said anything about taking your cock out. Now piss. I know that
you have to go. You have swallowed all of you piss and mine and just had a
cup of coffee and a glass of orange juice. So let's get started times a
wasting."
I stood there and tried to get a flow going. It took sometime, this time.
Peeing in public, peeing in my pants, it was all having an effect on me.
Finally, after a couple of minutes of waiting, a dark stain began to appear
on my crotch. Once the flow started there was no stopping it or slowing it
down. It gushed out flooding my whole crotch and running down my leg.
Soon I could fill it flowing into my shoes.
"Now that's better. I bet you feel better now to, without such a full
bladder. Don't you?"
"Yes, sir," I said; now beginning to get hard in my pants.
"See that wasn't so bad was it. And by the way, if I want you to whip out
your cock out here, you will do it. Got that?"
"Yes, sir," my cock took a jump at that. I did mean it. It would shock me
and embarrass me to no end, but I wanted to do it. I wanted to do what he
told me to do. I wanted to be humiliated and embarrassed. It turned me
on. The adrenaline was pumping through me as I was no nervous and tense I
almost thrummed. I felt I was vibrating.
As we talked across the campus, my legs were chafing in the wet jeans and
my cock was thickening in my pants. He led us through the English
department and past the Student center. Just as we got there, Paul, the
intern, came out of the building. He recognized me. He said, "Hey Bill,
how's it going? Any more problems?" Then he looked me over.
I blushed, "Uh, no. This is my friend Jeff, the one I was telling you
about. Jeff this is Paul. He is the guy who saw me yesterday."
Paul looked Jeff up and down. "Nice to meet you. Bill has told me a
little bit about you. Looks like you got him working on some issues
today," Paul said now looking down at my wet crotch.
"Yes, he likes to be dominated and is learning to follow directions," Jeff
held up 4 fingers. I blushed but reached my hand down the back of my jeans
and worked a finger into my ass.
"Just take good care of him and don't let him get hurt. Hey, I have an
idea. Bill, I need someone to assist me in a class this week. Do you
think that you could help me out?"
Before I could say anything, Jeff said, "He would be happy to. Where does
he have to be when and what is it for?"
"It's tomorrow afternoon at 3 pm in the science building room 312. It is a
class on advanced human sexuality. I have to do a presentation on male
sexuality and you could be a great assistance to me."
I tried to say something again, but Jeff answered, "He'll be there."
"Well, that's that then. Nice meeting you, Jeff. Bill, I'll see you
tomorrow. And do try to arrive dry tomorrow!" He headed off, chuckling.
"It will do you good, you'll have fun and being doing a guy a favor. And
you can take your finger out of your ass now, people are beginning to
notice." Jeff obvious wasn't going to talk about it anymore as he headed
out towards the library. I ripped my hand out of my pants and sped up to
catch up with him.
Once in the library, we headed up to the third floor. We went over to a
stack in the far corner. Jeff pretended to look at books and held up a
finger. I looked around as I reached down to unzip my pants. There was no
one close by. I freed my cock, which was getting bigger by the moment.
Jeff walked away leaving me exposed. I stood there and then he walked
back. "Very good, now put it away." I fought to get it back inside my wet
briefs and jeans. We headed off to a men's room. Jeff went up to the
urinal and told me to stay in the middle of the room.
There was no one else in the men's room as Jeff took a leak. While he was
going he held up one finger. I unzipped my pants and struggled to get my
swelling /cock out again through the wet fabric.
I had just gotten in out, when the door opened and a guy walked in. I was
standing there with my dick out, nearly hard as this dude walks in, takes a
gander and walks on to the urinal.
Jeff says, "Can you believe that? The guy is just hanging out here, in the
men's room, with his dick hanging out. I mean next, he'll start taking his
clothes off," as he held up 3 fingers. My heart was pumping madly as I
reached up and pulled my t-shirt over my head. Then I used my toes to heel
off my shoes. I unbuttoned my pants and pushed the soggy mass of pants and
briefs to the floor and stepped out of them.
Jeff and the other guy had finished pissing and turned around to look at
me. The guy was putting his dick back into his pants and zipping up. He
was watching me close. Jeff held up 4 fingers. As the guy watched I
reached back and slid a finger up my ass and started finger fucking myself.
I was so turned on I was mesmerized. I was getting off on giving this
total stranger a show. "The guy is wacko, stripping down in a public
toilet, fingering his hole. Can you believe this?" Jeff prompted the
stranger.
"No, I can't, but he's putting on quite a show." Jeff raised five fingers
then as the door opened and another guy walked in.
I was reaching for my cock, when the latest guy said, "What the fuck is
going on in here?"
"This guy is just standing here with his dick out when I come in. Then he
strips down, starts fingering his ass and now he's jacking off," the first
guy explained. The three of them stood in a semicircle around me as I
worked on my cock. I was so jazzed and so hot. Part of me was in shock
and part of me was reveling in it. I was standing naked in a men's room in
the library, stark naked pumping my cock for 2 strangers.
I was too far-gone to care. I was working my cock with one hand, fucking
myself with the other and waiting for the release to come. That moment
when everything disappears and all feeling is concentrated in your cock and
you want it to last forever. It was building up and I knew it was going to
happen soon. I gripped my rod tightly as I felt the edge rushing close.
Then I was shooting blast after blast across the floor. I shuddered as the
load left my cock. I think my eyes rolled up at one point.
"That's fucked," the second guy says as he turns and leaves.
""That was truly amazing," the first guy says. He moves closer and pats me
on the shoulder. "That was some hot show. What time is the next show? I
might bring some friends back for that." He reached down and gave my cock
a squeeze before he left the men's room.
"You did great," Jeff said and patted my on the ass. "Now get dressed, we
have some more places to go and people to see." I started to step into my
wet briefs. "No leave those off, just the jeans and stuff." I struggled
into the wet jeans, put on my t-shirt and was putting on my shoes when the
door opened again and a guy walked in. He looked at me quizzically, as I
was tying my shoes. But I finished up and left while he was standing at
the urinal.
I followed as Jeff took us out of the library and we headed back to the
dorms. Once there, Jeff stopped at his room and grabbed some stuff and we
headed back to the laundry room. It was becoming a routine. We went to
the laundry room and I stripped. Of course, I got hard, just being naked
in a public place. After I had put all the soap and clothes in the washer
and started it. Jeff handed me a pair of briefs to put on. They did
little to hide my hardening cock.
As we were returning to the room, Jeff met some guys he knew and stopped to
talk to them. Everyone was dressed except me and was talking casually
about some class they all had. At one point in the conversation, Jeff put
his hand on my back. The he let it drift down my back, until he was
sliding it into my briefs. His hand works its way down my crack until he
was pushing at my hole. The conversation was just rolling along while he
started to finger my ass. Of course this only made my cock grow more. I
really didn't want to spring a woody in front of these guys in the hallway
in the dorms. One guy's eyes did drop down and check out what was
happening in my shorts. He continued talking but looked at me with a
little smile and winked at me. Jeff finally removed his hand as the
conversation ended and we went back to his room.
When he got to his door, he told me to remove my briefs before he would
open the door. I did as he said and he opened the door. He patted me on
the ass and chuckled. "That was fun! You are just so cute. Okay, here is
your next assignment. Get dressed, go out there and pickup a guy,
preferable one who has never had man-to-man sex. Offer to give him a
blowjob, or let him fuck you, whatever, but get him back to this room.
Once here, I will be hiding in the closet. You get him naked then suck him
and get him to fuck you. Then your goal is to get him to suck you or let
you fuck him or both if you can.
"There are rewards for each goal. I won't tell you what the rewards are
but you will enjoy them. There is one reward for getting the guy naked.
One reward for getting him to suck you, one for getting him to fuck you, if
you get him to piss on you there's another and one more if you can get him
to drink your piss. So that is a total of five rewards you can earn. So
go searching. Check out the men's rooms, locker rooms, dorm bathrooms,
wherever you want. You have one hour. If you are not back in one hour
with a guy, then you will be punished. Then you will have to go out again.
So there is no way to get out of this."
I had been dressing while Jeff laid out the instructions. I put on briefs,
shorts, a t-shirt and sandals. Once again my heart was pounding in my
chest. This was a challenge. In all the cases before this, either the
other guy had made the first move or Jeff had. Now I was going to have
make the first move. I was going to have to pick up a guy. This would be
a real turn around for me. It wasn't super easy for me to get girls in
bed. I had a few, but it wasn't like they came running when I looked at
them. I just wasn't that polished or comfortable with the whole dating
thing, much less getting a girl into bed. As I said they were always
one-night stands and most of the time not even all night.
I headed over to the library figuring that would be the easiest place. I
went to the men's room and hung out at the urinals. Guys would come in,
unzip, piss, zip up and leave. I guess it looked a little weird the guy
standing there with his dick out not pissing as guy's came and went. I did
get to catch glimpses of some nice looking cocks. But I just couldn't open
my mouth. I would start to, then blush and clam up. I finally left the
men's room and headed over to the locker room.
This was actually worse. There were all these naked guys around with their
cocks swinging. I was so fascinated by the whole spectrum of cocks and ass
I was seeing that I couldn't make a move or say anything. I was mesmerized
by the spectacle of so much man flesh walking around naked. Chest hair or
not, circumcised or not, big or little, swinging nuts or not, dark hair,
light hair, red hair, colors of skin, smells of sweat, it was so
overwhelming. I saw a guy pissing in the shower and stared at him until he
finished. Things I had never paid attention to a week ago had me sitting
there in awe. I sat on a bench in the locker room, for a long time and
never did anything. I looked at my watch and realized I had not found
anyone and my hour was just about up.
I tried to walk up to a guy then who had just finished drying and was
beginning to dress. As he was sliding his boxers on, I whispered, "Would
you like to have your cock sucked?"
He looked at me with a sneer, "Fucking queer, no. Get out of here or I'll
yell that there is a cocksucker casing the locker rooms." I blushed,
turned and left. I had to go back to Jeff's room without a guy. When I
entered the room without someone, Jeff was sitting there with a frown on
his face.
"I saw you walking to the dorms without someone. What happened? Did you
wimp out?"
"I couldn't make the words come out. I was tongue-tied. I will do better
next time."
"You bet you will but first, you have to get your punishment. Come with
me." He picked up a bag and left the room. We walked down stairs and out
onto the commons. He stopped at one of the benches on the commons. "Okay,
now you punishment. Sit here until you take a dump in your pants. Then
walk back to the dorm, down to the laundry room. Strip and put all the
clothes into the washer. Use the towel in here to clean yourself up, if
you need to. Put on the jock strap that is in the bag and come back to my
room. Then we will see if you are ready to try it again."
"But, I, ah," I stammered.
"No, buts, except yours. Now push out a load and busy about it," and he
left.
I sat there stunned. Something new for me and I thought there was nothing
new that he could do to me. Did I just want to say fuck this and go back
to my old life? It had been okay, but I had spent more time having sex
with my hand, then I had ever had with someone else, and never with the
intensity of sex that I had been having the last couple of days. Did I get
off on being exposed, used, and humiliated? The honest answer was yes. It
was such a turn on. I was getting hard just thinking about it. In fact, I
couldn't think about anything else. I wanted it and I wanted more of it.
So I decided to go for it. I sat there and began to push. It had to be
the funniest thing, seeing this jock sitting alone on a bench making such
strange faces. It seemed like these things always took a while to get
going, pissing with a hard on, or taking a dump that I didn't want to, but
once started were much easier. I finally felt the shit push out of my ass.
I had to rise up a bit so there was someplace for it to go. It squished
all around my ass as I finished pushing it out. I couldn't believe the
feeling of this warm mass in my shorts. I stood up then and began to walk
back to the dorms. Of course, the smell was following me. I tried to walk
as normal as possible but it was difficult. I made it back to the dorms
and into the laundry room. No one was there when I entered, thank
goodness. I couldn't wait to get out of these clothes. I went to the far
side and choose an empty washer. I stripped off my shorts and briefs and
dropped them into the washer. Then I got out the towel from the bag and
began to clean myself up. The shit was smeared all over my ass, behind my
balls, everywhere. I was just finishing up when the door opened and this
guy walks in. I threw the towel into the washer and stood up. I realized
I was still wearing my t-shirt. I removed it and put it into the washer as
well. I was now standing naked in the room with the guy. He moves over to
the washers on my side. He takes a look at me standing there naked and
says, "Well, that's one way to get all the laundry done. Now what will you
wear until it's done?"
"I have a jock here to wear back to my room," I said as I held out the jock
and then stepped into it. He kept watching me and looking at me as I was
getting into it.
"I have pair of boxers here if you want to wear those back to your room,
then I can come and get them after everything starts washing." Thinking
the guy meant a pair out of his laundry basket, I said sure. Once he
dumped everything into the wash, he slipped off his shorts, then took off
his boxers and handed them to me. "I just put them on, so they're clean.
I can wear these up. What room, I'll stop by in just a second."
I was looking as this naked guy standing next to me. I wanted his cock. "I
am staying in room 321. Thanks." I put on his boxers and headed back to
Jeff's room as he was slipping on his shorts.
Jeff started asking me questions about the boxers, I interrupted, "Just
shut up and get in your closet. I think I have a guy that will work. He
lent me his boxers and is coming up to get them." Jeff took his camera and
got into the closet, just as there was a knock on the door.
I opened the door. It was the guy from the laundry, with sandy blond hair,
no t-shirt, and no hair on his nice looking chest. I invited him in and
closed the door after him. "That was really great of you loaning me your
boxers. Here let me give them back to you." I slipped off his boxers,
again standing there in a jock.
"Anytime, since when can't a guy help out another guy? I think you were
kid of sporting a woody there and you wouldn't want to be caught with that
sticking out while walking back to your room," he said as he removed his
shorts. He was beginning to sport a woody, too.
I said, "Looks like you are having a similar problem," pointing out his now
rising cock. It was uncut with a nice wiry patch of blondish pubes, with a
big nut sack hanging below.
"Yeah, my girl friend bailed on me last night. I was planning to get in
some sex to relieve some of this stress of studying. I get so tense I can
hardly think. But sex always relaxes me and then I can study better. Now
anything is making me hard. I guess I'll have to settle for a hand job in
the shower," he made a gesture of jacking off with his hand. He hadn't
moved to put on his boxers. I thought this was my chance.
"I know what you mean," I said. "I get the same way and so does my
roommate. He taught me a way to help him and if you want I can help you."
I looked at him with the best innocent look I could.
"What do you mean help me out? How can one guy help out another guy?" He
looked at me questioningly.
"Well, he taught me how to give him a blowjob and things. It helps him get
off and then he can study better. Just as you said, one guy helping out
another."
"I'm not queer, I don't do guys. Not that it bothers me, I just am into
girls," he said, still not putting his shorts on and growing bigger as we
talked.
"It's not queer and I'd be doing it. I'd just be helping out a friend,
just like you did for me."
"Well, if it's okay with you, I am kind of horny," he said as his cock
continued to swell.
"Okay, sit down on the edge of the bed there. I am going to get rid of
this jock, so you won't feel out of place, being the only guy without any
clothes on." He sat on the bed. I removed my jock and knelt down between
his legs. He jumped when I touched his cock. "It's okay. Just lay back
and relax. Think about your girl friend. Pretend it is her that it doing
this to you." He reclined on the bed and closed his eyes. I took my cue
and went down to his cock and licked the end of it. It swelled in my hand
as I did this.
I let my tongue swirl around the end of his cock and the head continued to
expand. I was in heaven. I loved the taste and texture of his cock, the
heat and velvet firmness of it. It had grown until it was about 7 or so
inches long and thick, at least as thick as Jeff's if not thicker. I
started working on the whole shaft then. Licking the length of it, up and
down and around. I was working his nuts with one hand and stroking his
cock with the other. He was moaning. I then took the shaft in my mouth
and began to work my way down the length. I was so thick; I really had to
relax to get it down my throat. But I did. I then started to really work
on it. He said, "Man, that is so hot. Amanda could never do it that good.
Go for it. Suck it!"
I continued to work on it for a couple of more minutes as he moaned and
began to thrust his hips up into my mouth. I pulled off then. "Oh, don't
stop. I am so close. That is so fucking great. Don't stop!" He implored
me.
"I want your cock up my ass. It is even hotter than sucking. Please stick
it in my ass." I was serious. I got Jeff's lube and spread some on his
cock and then massaged some into my hole. I got up on the bed on my knees
and hands. "Go ahead stick it in." He moved up behind me and lined up on
my hole. He jammed the thing in all the way to the hilt. I thought I was
going to pass out.
"Oh fuck, that is tight," he said as I focused enough to grip his cock with
my ass. "Oh, man, take it!" He started really pumping my ass. I moved
back to meet his thrusts, squeezing tighter each time with my ass. He
grabbed my hips and really started slamming it to me. I kept feeling his
balls as they slapped against my ass on each thrust. I was really being
fucked. He kept up and then I felt his cock swell in my ass and knew he
was going to shoot. "Oh fuck, I am going to shoot," he said and filled my
ass with load after load of hot spunk. He kept pumping until the last of
his load was spent.
When he recovered, he said, "That was just too incredible. I never had a
blowjob like that and certainly never had a fuck like that. No wonder your
roommate lets you help him out. That was fucking outrageous!" He then
pulled out of my ass and sat down on the bed.
"Just helping out a friend. Besides I think it feels great on the
receiving end. I mean a guy knows what a guy needs. Girls are great and
all, but a guy really knows what a guy wants. Hell, I had always wondered
what it would be like to suck a cock. In fact, I wished I could do mine,
because I would know how I would like it done. You have one great cock," I
said, as I wiped the end of his dick free of the dribbling cum. I was
making up this story as I went along.
"Hope you don't mind if I finish up here, you have gotten me really hot.
Your cock up my ass hits this spot in there and just pushes all my
buttons," I said as I reached for my own dripping cock.
"No, I don't mind. I mean, why not, go ahead." He watched as I gripped my
cock and began to slowly stroke it. "What is it like, sucking a cock?
Does it make you gag? Does it taste awful?"
"No, you only take what you want and the taste is incredible. It is what I
imagine I would taste like, sweat, musk and all," I paused. "I mean if you
want to try it you can. It is just us."
"You won't tell anyone?" he asked, looking up into my eyes and then down at
my cock.
"Who would I tell, without saying I had already sucked yours? Besides, we
are just two guys helping each other out."
He moved over then and gripped my cock. I moved my hands away and let him
have it. He bent his head over it and inhaled. Then he stuck out his
tongue and licked the end of it. "You are right," he said, "it doesn't
taste bad. I don't know if I could swallow the cum, but I will give this a
try." With that, he began to lick the head of my cock. Soon he was
working on the whole thing like a Popsicle. Then he started taking the
shaft into his mouth. He couldn't get the whole thing in, but he was
working the end of it, nicely. He used one of his hands to work the shaft
as he sucked on it and with the other reached up and starting playing with
my nuts.
He kept working on it and as I began to breathe faster, he began to work
faster. I didn't want to say anything to scare him off; he was taking this
at his own pace. I was getting close and I wanted him to know, "I am going
to cum. If you don't want to drink it, then just keep jacking but take
your mouth away." He removed his mouth but stayed close as he continued to
pump my cock. Soon I was shooting my loads up into the air. They landed
on my chest, then in a line back to my cock.
"That was hot," he said. "You were right. It is something I should have
experienced. I don't know if I will do it again, but it was certainly
something I am glad I tried. I don't know if I could ever go so far as
letting a guy stick his dick up my ass, but I am glad I got to stick mine
up yours. It certainly helped me relieve some tension! I have to go now,
though, cause I have to pee something fierce."
He stood up then. "Well, you don't have to go away for that either, if you
don't want to?" I said.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, don't think me perverted or anything, but I kind of like piss."
"What do you mean you like piss?"
"I mean that I like to drink it, be covered in it, anything. Don't look
that way. There is nothing disgusting about it. Have you ever tasted your
own pee?" When he shook his head, I said, "Then don't knock it. You liked
having your cock sucked by a guy and you liked having your dick up a guy's
ass. I happen to like the taste of piss. So can I have yours?"
"You mean you want to drink my piss?"
"Yep, I am just going to open up my mouth and you point your cock at it and
let loose," I said as I got into position, kneeling at his feet. He
pointed his cock at my mouth and let loose a stream. I swallowed and
swallowed the golden nectar from his cock. Some flowed down my chin. When
he had finished, there were a few drops on the end of his cock. "You want
to taste the last couple of drops?"
He took his finger and wiped off the end of his dick and took it to his
lips and tasted. "Well, it is not at all what I imagined. And after
having sucked your cock, some of the taste is similar. I don't think it is
something I would want to do on a regular basis. But again, it is
something I am glad I tried. You have pushed my boundaries today and I
don't even know your name."
I laughed, "Yeah, it kind of seems strange letting you fuck me and not
knowing your name. My name is Bill. Nice to meet you and have you up my
ass!"
He laughed, "Yes, nice to meet you Bill, I am Steve and it was a different
experience for sure. I do need to run, though. Hope you won't think me
rude, but I had not planned on staying this long, when I came to pick up my
boxers!"
"Not at all. Drop back anytime you need to relieve some stress, or you
want to stretch your boundaries." He had put his boxers and shorts on
while we were talking. I had stood up and was still naked. He opened the
door, waved and left.
Jeff came out of the closet then, "You did it! I am going to give you the
last one, because you at least got him to taste his own pee! What did it
feel like to seduce this guy? Did you like pushing 'his boundaries' and
asking him to fuck you and then piss in you? Did it get you hot?"
"Yes, it was incredible to be with a guy who was so much like I had been
and show him so many things. To ask a stranger to let me suck his cock, to
ask him to fuck me, and then to have him give me his piss was incredible.
Yes, as with everything else, once I did it, it wasn't bad. So what are my
rewards?"
"Good, still eager. You get a massage from a professional masseuse, lunch
and dinner out at your choice of restaurants, a porno tape and to have with
me as you will! So how about lunch first? You name the place."
"Okay, but you got get the laundry squared away, I am going to take a
shower and get cleaned up!"
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To be continued ...
Thanks to all the guys who have written with comments and suggestions.
Some have even sent pictures.
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